And the cum flavor is.....

......Cinnamon!

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Cinnamon is the next cum flavor for the elf in my latest story from THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE

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I am going to have fun combining peanut butter and cinnamon....I think I should go in my kitchen right now and do some flavor research, LOL Then I will have to add this flavor to the manuscript and ship it off to my editor!

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 M/M Romance Stories that are Nice and...Naughty

WELCOME ALEXA BOURNE!!

Author Bio:

Alexa Bourne is a teacher by day and a romantic suspense writer by nights, weekends, and all school holidays. She also teaches online classes for writers throughout the year. She is thrilled to be writing for Decadent Publishing and to have the chance to share her love of Great Britain with readers everywhere.

When she's not concocting sinister plots and steamy love scenes or traveling and exploring new cultures, Alexa spends her time reading, watching brainless TV and thinking about exercising. She loves to interact with readers, so visit her web page, hang out at her blog, follow her on Twitter or drop her a note at Alexa@alexabourne.com!

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Blurb:

Take-charge bodyguard Colin Munro believes working for the International Protective Network will be the perfect occupation for him. Unfortunately, his trial assignment is protecting a woman who has no intention of blindly following orders. Aye, he’ll bring the bonnie lass in line because there’s no way he’ll allow her to ruin his chance of securing his dream job.

Physically and emotionally scarred during her stint as a U.S. soldier, Joanna Grainger wants nothing more than to enjoy life. New Year's Eve in Edinburgh marks the beginning of her transformation. But when she witnesses a crime no one believes occurred, her plans come to a screeching halt. To make matters worse, her sexy but headstrong bodyguard has no compassion for her or the victim.

As danger hunts them during one of the busiest times of the year, Joanna must convince Colin she's a worthy partner. But first, can she convince herself?

Excerpt:

Joanna bolted upright. Darkness wrapped her in its hideous embrace. And silence reigned. Her heart raced. She flattened her hands on the mattress beneath her.

Mattress. Bed. Colin’s hotel room.

Rustling sounds came from the floor. The bedside lamp flickered on. Colin propped himself up, one knee bent and an arm dangling over it. He squinted against the brightness. “Are you all right?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.” She brushed her fingers under her eyes.

“Don’t be daft, lass.”

“I had a bad dream.” She smoothed her hair back off her face. Moisture beaded at her temples.

“Here we call it a nightmare.” He smiled, and at once she relaxed her shoulders.

“Americans do, too.” After another deep breath, she said, “I’ll be all right.” Once her heart rate slowed to normal. With her forearm, she wiped perspiration from her forehead.

He stood, padded into the bathroom, and ran the faucet. When he returned, he sat beside her, tucked his finger under her chin, and pressed the cloth to her cheek. The cool moisture soothed her burning skin.

She reached up and covered his hand with hers. “I can do that.”

“I know.” He brushed her fingers away. “But you’ll not.”

After a few seconds, he moved the wet towel across her forehead and to her other cheek.

When he reached her neck, she sighed and closed her eyes for a few valuable seconds.

“Thank you.”

His gentle caress reminded her how much she’d missed simple comfort…from anyone.

“You’re welcome.” The cloth soon disappeared. “Now, will you tell me what you dreamed about?”

“Mark Rawlings. I dreamed I was back in the train car and he was bleeding out on the floor. The guy with him faded into the background, but I could see the man’s hands and lips moving. I couldn’t hear anything, though. Then somebody jabbed me with something, and my blood drained out of my body, but there was nothing I could do. The guy standing stayed in front of me. There was another voice, but the words were garbled.”

“Did you see anyone else?”

“No, but at the end I wasn’t paying attention. I was losing consciousness.” She tilted her head to one side and into her palm. “Colin, what am I going to do if we don’t find the professor’s attacker soon?”

“We’ll take it one day at a time.” Strong, confident, able to leap tall buildings and all…even in the middle of the night.

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It's Secret Santa!! My first Christmas book with a surprise twist ending is always a fun read to beat the summer heat.

I still need your help writing the next THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE book!

All Santa's elves in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE have candy flavored cum. ...... but I'm still writing Book Four for this Christmas! 

It's the story of Lars....the sexy but cocky elf from Books One, Two and Three. This notorious Lothario needs happy ending, but what will it taste like? 

My readers need to decide!!!

Make your choice on the poll to the left of the screen and I will make the next elf have the flavor cum that YOU chose!

Then post a comment for a chance to win YOUR CHOICE of one book from THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE 

Book One MS. CLAUS'S LIST 
Book Two Pip's Boxing Day Wish
Book Three A Gift For Santa

Winners of books and the cumtastic winning cum flavor will be announced Wednesday July 31st!

While you wait to hear what candy flavored  goodness will be cumming this December, Enjoy this FREE download of sexy m/m Christmas stories

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STUFF MY STOCKING
 M/M Romance Stories that are Nice and...Naughty


But there is more Christmas fun to be had even if you aren' an elf in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE

Secret Santa

It's Christmas Eve and Adam has a special gift for Paul - himself, wrapped in a big red bow.

Blindfolded and ready for a magical holiday, Adam anxiously waits for his boyfriend to come and unwrap him. Just when he thinks their date has been forgotten, the door bursts open and his lover arrives. They have the best sex of Adam’s life, but afterward Paul disappears before Adam can catch his breath or remove the blindfold.

Left with only the memory of a tender kiss, a mysterious Santa hat, and a tray of half-eaten cookies, Adam soon discovers his lover was not who he thought it was...

 

~Excerpt~

Paul wasn’t coming. 

That hurt far more than he cared to admit. 

Adam cursed. He was a dip-shit for blindfolding himself and spreading out over the couch for the last half hour, his bare ass in the air. His poor dick shriveled up in foolish embarrassment, and the damn ribbon seemed pretty stupid all of a sudden, too. Maybe he would just eat all the cookies Kathy left out for Santa. And the box in the pantry. Hell, in his state of mind, maybe he’d even eat Aunt Edna’s fruitcake. 

With a depressed sigh, he straightened up and reached for his blindfold. 

Suddenly, an incredibly warm burst of air rushed from the fireplace and whipped around his naked body. His cock shivered from the lube he slicked over it earlier and his nostrils filled with the scent of peppermint and vanilla.

“What the…?” Adam’s heart skipped. He shuddered hard and his head snapped toward the source of the wind, the bells on the tree answering with a tinny jingle. Before his brain could process the bizarre phenomenon in his fireplace, there was a whooshing sound and the slam of a door.

“Paul?” His voice held a tremor of uncertainty.

A sharp, masculine intake of breath was the only answer

Adam expelled his own breath in relief. He hadn’t realized how hard his blood had been pounding just then. He had no clue why Paul was late, but he didn’t really care. He was here now. Tremors of gratitude and anticipation rippled down his spine, prickling the skin with goosebumps. The scent of something unexpectedly wonderful he couldn’t identify lingered near him, and he wondered if Kathy bought new candles.

“I’m glad you came, Paul. Hold on.” Adam hastily repositioned his elbows on the edge of the couch and spread his legs wide, once again sticking his ass up in the air. His self-imposed vulnerability made his stomach tremble and his dick snapped back to attention.

Damn, it had been too long since they’d hooked up.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” Adam said in a low, husky tone. He shifted a little, just to tease. “Wanna open your present?”

 

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The third story I wrote for Decadent Publishing's 1Night Stand series THE BEST EVER is now available. It is already recieving great reviews!!!

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In this 1Night Stand story, Jason Lewis, a sweet but nerdy guy, learns how to be proud of himself after a moment with an unlikely friend when. It takes him years to realize this but Jason is now trying to be the confident man he wishes he could be. But he's not having as much success as he hoped. With the help of Madame Eve, however, and an unexpected jock from his past, Jason will

learn that not only is it okay to be a geek, but in Vegas, if you play your cards right you just might end up having the best night ever....

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THE BEST EVER

Jason Lewis is a self-proclaimed nerdy guy who hates his red hair. Bullied most of his life, at 22 social situations still make him awkward. On a trip to the World Video Game Expo in Las Vegas, Jason decides to enlist the help of Madame Eve in his failed romantic endeavors. While at the con, he runs into sexy, professional baseball pitcher Blake Huntington, the guy he tutored in high school. Blake invites him to a party and after hanging out with his high school crush, Jason begins to regret booking his 1NS "encounter" later that night. But Madame Eve may have planned the best night ever

EXCERPT: From the corner of his eye, he noted the sheets on the king-sized bed had been turned down and a strip of condoms lay on the nightstand next to a bottle of lube.

Suddenly, the illicit nature of the whole evening hit him. Sweat broke out on his skin. Shit, why had he bothered to shower? He took a quick whiff of his pits. Thank God, his deodorant was still on the job.

Where was this guy? What if he turned out to be old? Who hired this kinda service anyway? And who used an alias as lame as John Smith?

Suck it up! You can do this. He may have been a gangly nerd in high school but he’d taken up karate, per Blake’s suggestion—dammit! Stop thinking about professional baseball players you’ll never stand a chance with. This is about going after what you want!

The bathroom door opened, and he smoothed his shirtfront, trying to be presentable.

A man walked out, towel-drying his hair.

Jason sucked in a sharp breath, and his dick stood up and took notice of the big, athletic body, fresh from the shower. Tanned and muscular. Water streaked furrows into his perfect layer of chest hair. A skimpy towel hung from narrow hips, a solid thigh peeking out from the side, but his face remained hidden.

#holycrap #hotness

“Sorry, I kept you waiting,” the man said, slow and seductive. “I figured, why waste time getting dressed.”

Then he dropped both towels in a practiced maneuver, standing there in all his naked glory. Jason’s gaze traveled from his feet, up those long legs, past a thick cock and over a perfectly chiseled abdomen.

When their eyes met, the man’s sly grin faded in an instant. He gasped, hazel eyes wide.

Jason let out a gasp of his own. “Blake!”

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Can the magic of Christmas bring about second chances?  

Bad Luck With Besties (The Daimsbury Chronicles #1), an upcoming release by Zee Monodee

Honor Whelan and Liam Morelli ask themselves this question in the upcoming first book from my small-town Daimsbury Chronicles series from the Tease-Entice line (category romance in a short format) at Decadent Publishing.

Set in the small fictional Surrey village of Daimsbury, come meet a cast of quirky people who exist among busybodies and childhood friends. In a place where everyone knows the other, and nosy old biddies know your business even before you do, finding love can be a challenge.

And what if you and the person you love have a loaded past? Honor Whelan and Liam Morelli were best friends in the past. Together with Rose Payne, they formed an unholy trinity of popularity at their secondary school.

Until the day Rose confessed Liam had gotten her pregnant...and Honor, who had loved Liam all her life, ran away to Wales.

Fourteen years later, Honor is back in Daimsbury, where she swore she’d never set foot, alone, destitute, and...pregnant. The girl really has no luck, because her gay best friend got her up the duff then refused to take on his responsibility.

Honor is expecting another man’s child, while Liam has a thirteen-year-old daughter. It’s Christmas and the season of miracles. Is one in the cards for these two?

Bad Luck With Besties

Book1 of The Daimsbury Chronicles

(Coming December 2013 from the Tease-Entice line at Decadent Publishing)

Honor Whelan has always run into back luck with her male best friends. Abandoned by the one she'd considered her bestie for 11 years after he got her pregnant during a one-night-stand, she finds herself destitute and alone, with no other choice but to head home to the Surrey village of Daimsbury.

14 years earlier, Honor left Daimsbury after her then best-friend and the boy she loved, Liam Morelli, got another of their friends pregnant.

Honor had run... but today, she can no longer hide. Especially not when Fate throws her straight into Liam's path, and he starts to show signs of wanting a second chance with her.

Will her bad luck with besties chase her even now?

Unedited excerpt:

She travelled her gaze to the dining table, bare except for the two white documents in stark contrast against the mahogany wood. Which one should she contemplate first? Not that she hadn’t spent the past three months poring over them. Glancing at the papers inevitably shocked her like a solid punch to the gut.

What had she expected, really? Jonathan might have gotten her up the duff during one drunken night, yet he still remained totally gay. The flat and all its contents belonged to him. He wouldn’t get his hands on her book collection, that was for sure. But everything else, he’d ditched. Like a person picked up a rotten sock with the barest pinch of fingers and tossed that in the rubbish bin.

A flutter, like something pulling inside, started in her belly. She placed a hand on the spot where a baby grew in her and closed her eyes. She could almost feel the kid calming from the touch. Doctors might say whatever they wanted, she knew her body. Her baby was alive and proud to exist. Why couldn’t Jonathan see that?

She sighed and forced her eyes open. Her gaze landed on the eviction papers. Her three months’ notice would run up in a day, and she no longer held hope that Jonathan would come round and tell her that everything had been a mistake, that he hadn’t meant to cut her, and his child, out of his life and throw her out on her arse, to boot.

She snorted. She’d been an idiot. The minute she’d confessed about her pregnancy, all shades of her best friend for the past eleven years had vanished. The cold, hard man she’d faced had turned tail and run to his former lover, the same one who had dumped him like a rotten sock, too. The most misogynistic bastard Honor had ever encountered. No wonder Jonathan, under his influence, sent her not only an eviction notice, but also the papers wherein he renounced all rights on the baby and requested she never bother him with anything pertaining to that child.

How could she have been so wrong about him? A tear rolled down her cheek. She should know, shouldn’t she, having an awful track record with male best friends. Hadn’t Liam Morelli gotten Rose Payne, the other member of their trinity, pregnant when they’d all been seventeen?

And speaking of Liam.... No, she couldn’t think of him. He’d returned to Daimsbury where she was headed, but she had no other choice. She had to go back, because the family house in that Surrey village was the only thing she owned.

***end of excerpt***

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